In the high-stakes world of South Korea's elite, Jeon Jungkook is the youngest billionaire, a magnetic bad boy whose allure captivates all. But due to a betrayal by his own blood, he finds himself stuck into a time-travel to the ancient time. Waking...
Jungkook was now taken inside the castle by the General, and the other man named Jimin who kept looking at him from time to time. As they went inside a big hall, there were chairs on the sides with different people sitting there. Some old , some young. Infront of him he saw a big throne and a man seated there.
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The man looked at him as if reading him..then suddenly a force was applied on his shoulder and he was made to kneel down in the middle of the hall, his head was forcefully lowered too.
"What the hell?? leave me fuckers!!" He shouted trying to raise his head but couldn't. "Your majesty" He heard them speak and they bowed.
"Who's he?" The deep scary voice asked.
"Your majesty" General Kim started , "We found him outside the palace. He was lying in the mud like this and we aren't aware of his motives as he hasn't admitted anything. He has two weird large boxes with him too."
"Weird boxes? Bring them in front" The order being followed..the weird boxes- i mean the suitcases were pushed forward by a kick. "Yah!! Don't kick my baby!!" Jungkook shouted, now pushing away the guards and raising his head up.
"Baby? Is there a baby inside that large box?" The scary King asked again.
"Of course, my precious babies! My clothes..so don't touch them" The King seemed kind of confused now.
"Clothes...how can clothes be your babies?" The another man who radiated a happy and calm aura, sitting on another throne beside the King spoke.
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"They can be. I treasure them more than I treasure humans."
"Hmm..how great the clothes must be to treasure like that?" The mischievous Jimin spoke with a sly smile.."Should i do the honour of opening it, your majesty?"
"Yes , you may but be careful" The King ordered and Jimin nodded, slowly walking towards one of the suitcases and bend down to open it. Jungkook was about to get up but was stopped by the general who again pointed the sword at him with a warning glare.
Jimin now opened the suitcase with a clack sound, and there were many clothes which were pressed by a belt..shirts, pants folded neatly and ironed.
"Weird clothes..they look just like he has worn" Jimin spoke, now in a confused tone
"It's not weird! What you are wearing is weird. Aish..what is even this place that you all are cosplaying together?"
"It's the Daegu Kingdom" General replied.
"Daegu? I was in Seoul though.."
"You're from Seoul Kingdom?" The King asked this time.
"Nope. Seoul is the Capita city of South Korea. Daegu is a part of Korea too"
"No! Daegu is not a part of anything. We are an independent kingdom."
"Huh?..what are you saying? This is going too far bro. Stop!"
"How dare you to order the King??!" The King rose up from this throne, looking at Jungkook in anger.
"Wait.. you're a king for real?? Like.. it's not an act!? I am in some ancient time??"
